Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Piranha and Kin

Oh, gentle Piranha
With mouth open wide
In your waters
There's no place to hide
Bite me on the foot
Bite me on the hand
In a matter of seconds 
I'll be butchered like a dead cow at a hyena convention


Oh, gentle heretic
With mouth open wide
In your waters
There is poison with each tide
Looking for a victim
Looking for your prey
You should look both ways before crossing the street
'Cause you're about to be hit by a mega-ton eighteen-wheeler with a five-point engine, Calvinistic style.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Write for Christmas

Here is a little ditty I wrote in December of 2008.
I hope this inspires you to write one yourself.
Make it your wish list or just a funny list.
Just stay on key...please...and if 
your voice warbles...
don't sing.

12 Days of Christmas (revised)

ON THE TWELFTH DAY OF CHRISTMAS,
MY TRUE LOVE SENT TO ME
TWELVE COMMENTARIES,
ELEVEN CHRISTIAN MAGNETS,
TEN CD'S PLAYING,
NINE KINKADE PAINTINGS,
EIGHT MAPS OF JOPPA,
SEVEN BOOKS BY CALVIN,
SIX SPURGEON SERMONS,
FIVE... TU-LIP... RINGS,
FOUR CHRISTIAN MINTS,
THREE PINK BOOKS,
TWO BIBLE CUPS,
AND A COPY OF THE SOVEREIGNTY OF GOD!

Friday, December 10, 2010

Longfellow Poem Discovered


Here is a poem recently discovered in an old book at 

the Library of Congress by Nakoma Linkletter.

 

The Song of Finneyhaha

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

   On the shores of Gitche Gumee, 
by the crazy tent revival, 
Stood Charlie, the old preacher, 
Pointing with his finger westward, 
O'er the people pointing westward, 
To the purple clouds of sunset.
    Fiercely the red sun descending 
Burned his way along the heavens, 
Set the sky on fire behind him, 
As he posed with eyes a gleaming, 
   "I can create my own revivals, 
With repentance if I choose to, 
It's all about mathematics, 
Heaven blessed and automatic". 
So said Charlie while the sun set, 
With its glare upon his features.